"Wow. Seeing as you blew off everything and everyone to climb into your own bottle, only to reappear to punch not-me in the face? This pot is very touched by the speech, kettle." She rolled her eyes and leaned against the nearest solid furniture. "No seriously, why am I a coward to do this while it was noble tragic suffering when you did?"
She scoffed and shook her head. "And wow such a fucking compliment. I get named The Worst Thing To Happen Since Hitler and you know what my friends and team do? Fucking nothing. No one stood up for me, told the media to stop using me like a scapegoat. In person, I got treated like either a fucking leper or a time bomb. I even hung around New York for two weeks, to see if anyone'd try to come after me, and not a fucking peep. Don't you get it? No one cares." She dropped her hands to her sides and calmed her tone. "So I don't care. Being a hero got me shat on from every possible angle, it's not for me, move on. Now. Why is the Viper-knock off here?"